letra de 5 am! - mguapo
(malachi you are trash n-gga)
hook:
we gon run to the bag n-gga feelin like ricky
we gon leave the opp redd like his name was trippie
shawty hot like tamale and she wanna kiss me
but i told the lil b-tch ion do the d-mn kissing
i said f-ck all that talkin b-tch gimme dat throat
gotta g19 and it came wit a scope
he got hit wit dat glock now he pray to the pope
now that n-gga gon fall like a negative slope
verse:
we gon up da d-mn pole make it blow like a whistle
yea my money been but this sh-t is not crippled
n-ggas riding my wave cus these n-ggas got ripplеs
uh yea.. n-ggas got.. yea
shawty got dsl feelin like kyliе
i’m on dat block and i’m shootin like kyrie
uppin the pole now he hooked to the iv
gettin them checks i ain’t talkin no nike
shawty riding my d-ck like she really just biking
b-tch i’m just going up like a n-gga just hiking
and i carry the pack like i play for the vikings
b-tch i’m sending these bullets like i was tom brady
got a seven foot shooter he lookin like kd
choppa blasting like fireworks ain’t talkin katy
yea his pockets been slim but my sh-t really shady
yea these n-ggas really hoes and i know that
b-tch i really bop on that hoe like i’m kodak
pull up wit a d-mn chop we gon make his ass go back
and i’m f-ckin that bad b-tch you already kno dat
b-tch i get to the cheese like a mf rat
i can’t fw no thot cus i swear they a gnat
yea them bullets gon tear through his skin like a tat
cus them glocks and them fns gonna shoot at his back
i-i got them diamonds they shining like riri
b-tch that’s not a glock boy you holdin a bb
bad lil b-tch rlly textin me she wanna see me
i can’t love on no b-tch n-gga just like it’s keke
n-gga rlly a rat man i’m callin him mickey
b-tch i’m in a lil situation and it’s sticky
n-ggas keep talkin and i’m not just wit it
wanna up the d-mn fye cus my fingers been itching
hook:
we gon run to the bag n-gga feelin like ricky
we gon leave the opp redd like his name was trippie
shawty hot like tamale and she wanna kiss me
but i told the lil b-tch ion do the d-mn kissing
i said f-ck all that talkin b-tch gimme dat throat
gotta g19 and it came wit a scope
he got hit wit dat glock now he pray to the pope
now that n-gga gon fall like a negative slope
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